More than enough
The lemon tree drops fruit on the ground.
More than anyone could use.
The wildflowers don't stop at a dozen.
They fill the whole field like someone forgot to set a limit.
We're told to want less.
To shrink the ask. To call it holy.
But look outside.
Nature doesn't do minimalism.
Seeds scatter by the thousand.
Rivers don't ration their flow.
The sun doesn't dim itself to seem humble.
Somewhere we confused spirituality with scarcity.
As if the universe was running out.
It's not.
Overflow was always the design.
Scarcity was the lie we added.
Spirituality isn't scarcity. Nature doesn't ration. Rivers don't budget. Scarcity was never the design.
